It's funny how we always look back to happy times when we
celebrated holidays as children. July 4th during the 60s was fun!
First, we ate hot dogs on the picnic table in the back yard.
Then all five of us piled into my parent's '56 Chevy station wagon.
We drove one mile to Mountain Creek Lake in Grand Prairie, Texas.
(Not much of a mountain.)
Now, can you imagine this shoreline full of old cars backed up next
to the water? Across from the lake was an electrical plant and a
runway for airplanes to take off. Someone on the other side always
shot off fireworks. They were not professional fireworks, but
always pretty next to the water.
I think my mom and dad had the most fun of all watching the
fireworks with all of us kids sitting on the tailgate of the car. I
just remember everyone laughing every time a rocket went up.
And none of it cost a dime!
We went back home afterwards, but a few times my dad would
surprise us with firecrackers for my brothers and a sparkler for me.
One year he brought home a Roman Candle! It was spectacular!
Hope you all have a great 4th of July! Thank you for listening
to my memories. I hope you will share yours, too!